Page 32 of The Don's Eternal Vows

Suddenly, movement catches my eye. Two more women materialize from the shadows. One has blonde, blue eyes thatpierce my soul, and the other has raven-haired, forest-green eyes that gleam with hunger.

"More the merrier," the blonde laughs, shrugging off her dress.

The raven-haired one smirks, slowly unbuttoning her blouse. "We'll show you pleasure beyond imagining."

They close in, a symphony of soft sighs and gentle caresses. Hands everywhere, lips brushing my skin. I'm drowning in sensation.

"Stop," I gasp, but it's weak. Unconvincing.

The silver-haired one captures my lips in a searing kiss. For a moment, I'm lost. I close my eyes, forcing myself to remember why I’m here.

I wrench away, panting. "No. Never. I love my wife."

Their eyes narrow, and predatory smiles turn cruel. I've made a terrible mistake.

I stumble backward, my heart pounding against my ribs. The women's allure has twisted into something sinister, their beauty now a deadly trap. I clench my fists, steeling my resolve.

"You dare reject us?" the silver-haired one hisses, her lavender eyes flashing with fury.

I lift my chin, meeting her gaze. "I dare."

The blonde steps forward, her blue eyes ice-cold. "Don't you know who we are, mortal?" Her voice drips with disdain, each word a poisoned dagger. “You dare defy the three furies?

A chill runs down my spine as realization dawns.

My mind races, piecing together fragments of ancient myths. Alecto, Megaera, and Tisiphone are vengeful goddesses of the Underworld. I've walked right into their domain, and now they seek to punish my defiance.

"You thought you could waltz into our realm unchallenged?" Alecto – the silver-haired one – sneers. "Your arrogance will be your undoing."

I square my shoulders, drawing on the steel that's seen me through countless battles. "I came for my wife. Nothing will stop me from finding her."

Megaera, the blonde, circles me like a predator. "Such devotion. It would be admirable if it weren't so... futile."

My jaw clenches. "You don't know the meaning of devotion."

Tisiphone's green eyes flash dangerously. "We know everything about you, Gianni Montagna. Every sin, every dark desire."

I feel their power pressing in, threatening to overwhelm me. Their voices grow louder, a cacophony of seductive whispers and taunting laughter. I clench my fists, nails digging into my palms as I struggle to focus.

"Genoveva," I mutter, her name a shield against their onslaught. "Genoveva, Genoveva..."

Alecto's fingers trail across my chest. "Forget her. We can give you pleasures beyond your wildest dreams."

I squeeze my eyes shut, desperately clinging to memories of my wife.She's the only woman I've ever wanted, The only one I'll ever need, The only one I’ve ever had.

Megaera's breath is hot against my ear. "Are you sure about that, Gianni? We can feel your desire..."

They canreadmy thoughts. I suddenly feel powerless. Their magic intensifies, threatening to drown me in a sea of passion. But as they push, my mind rebels, latching onto a vivid memory – our wedding night.

I see Genoveva, radiant in white lace, her hazel eyes shining with love and nervousness in the bedroom on our wedding night. She pulls back from our kiss and reaches for the zip behind her dress. "We don't have to rush," I tell her, cupping her face gently. We can stop anytime."

She smiles, placing her hand over mine. "I want this, Gianni. I want you."

Our lips meet softly at first, then with growing hunger. I take my time, savoring every curve, every sigh. When I finally enter her, the sensation is indescribable – tight, wet heat enveloping me as we become one.

"Ti amo, Genoveva," I whisper, lost in the memory of our shared passion and love.

I shudder, pulling myself back from the brink. Genoveva's warmth lingers on my skin, a phantom embrace anchoring me to reality. Her eyes, those hazel pools of devotion, burn bright in my mind.

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